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I am starting to switch from Dvorak back to QWERTY, so this might take me a couple of seconds. Let’s call this “atavistic study,” I’m sure
Hunter would be proud. I’ve finally realized that one thing that’s been holding me back and making sickening me by the very people against whom I
hold my unnecessary grudges: laziness is futile/fatalistic. Let’s call it futalistic. I have finally broken that barrier. I sit now in the cheer of
clicks at the library, and I’ve maken my resolution. I’ve maken the words for it all. I do need my education… because I’ve yet to learn to
pick my battles. From now on I hope that this distracting mess won’t get into my head…. From now on I hope that I will write a letter every day…
for it is the only real way to learn to write. I hope these do not bore you, but have at least the faint scent of entertainment. Sometimes I may add
supplement material, but let me not get ahead of myself just yet.
There are plenty of subject matters to cover, but it is unfortunately strange that they pop into my head at the most social of situation. I know not
to what other Auteur suffers from the same disadvantage… and/but/because it maps my brain… it makes more sense now; it makes sense why thinking
while walking feels like a breeze to me Stop
Start on to greener pastures. We’ve mapped the whole brain of a cockroach. I can’t do this at the library… But I guarantee text in its purest
of forms. No editing. Littered with grammatical errors and spelling mistakes. Unstructured and frivolous.
I’m only trying to bring back the taste of Impurity. And perhaps try to learn the way writing was meant to be learned (or so I hope). So if you
have absolutely any time or any say to waste, please comment and critique on whatsoever you find of merit… but don’t shun the pure discredit of my
assumptions either – those are the ones I personally learn from the most. Teacher! Help me! Stab
Stand I can’t stand the sight of my own computer anymore. There’s nothing wrong with public property… why are we so inclined to possess our own?
Is it an effort to possess ourselves due to a fleeting imagination? Maybe if we buy Adobe Creative Studio we can finally get a grasp of our artist
self! I knew he was in there down there! I just needed to go buy a key! Strangely, the door never gets opened regardless. Shelved our anatomy… our
intensity… our curiosity. I hope to write a letter a day. Maybe more. I officially dedicate myself to this. If I fail… I beg you to smack me
upside the head. Nothing like a good old shove through the door. Not enough of it. We’ve all got these bricks of emotion ,,, that when collide…
cause us unnecessary change in our daily behavior. All these blocks being a reflection of our mind, our emotions have built cities that can’t bare
to collide with eachother without some kind of war to concede in. Slop
Sport do you know know how to break an addiction? You forget the word “addiction;” you forget about the concept. We live in an age where it is not
uncommon to be huntry in a house full of food because of addictions to concepts of money and property. I find it hard to buy more of the same
foodstuffs “of my own” when there’s plenty in the house slowly rotting but under verbal restriction. But Alas! Lack of property will never
work… for it is perfectly natural to mark ooff your territory with piss – to piss on your turf; to piss off your land?(!) Piss is too
underestimated. Animals wage wars with piss, but we just piss in the kitchen sink. Property has been abstracted into our mind. There are xenothoughs
in our head which don’t belong to your newborn self.They have been put into me. All the fiction is just metaphor. Stopthey’re actually turning
money into a collectable. Stop...;, ffffu